[Verse 1: Hambone patter male MC, fast hambone patting on chest and thighs over a heavy kick] Twenty years I been pattin' on my body for spare change Knee and thigh and chest and cheek, every slap within range Hambone on the corner from the supper to the late Got a hat full of quarters and a rhythm you can't fake Halloween I'm workin' double, 'cause the tourists love a show Got a skull mask on my face, and I'm slappin' head to toe Came home sore around midnight, laid down flat across the floor Then I heard a little knock knock, and it wasn't at the door [Hook: Hambone patter male MC, full drums, chest slaps] I got a bone to pick, and the bones got one with me Two hundred six of 'em knockin', and they all want a fee Twenty years I been slappin' 'em and never paid a dime Now they're knockin' on my ribs, sayin', "Hambone, it's time" [Verse 2: Hambone patter male MC, rattling wooden bones answering the slaps] First my knuckles started clickin' like a landlord with a pen Then my kneecaps filed a grievance that I'm slappin' 'em again Then my jaw went click-clack, talkin' rough and talkin' dry Said, "We carried you to every gig, so where's our piece of pie?" I said, "Y'all are livin' free in here, I'm the one that pays the rent" And my spine said, "Then we're walkin', and you'll fold up like a tent" Knock knock from my collarbone, knock knock from my shin Every bone I ever slapped is beatin' back against the skin [Verse 3: Hambone patter male MC, bone clack, his slaps stop and dry bones take the back half of every bar] So we sat down at the table, me and every bone I got Knucklebones for dice, and my funny bone was cracklin' hot They said, "Fifty-fifty, hambone, and tonight we take the lead You been playin' us for decades, now it's us that sets the speed" So I stood out on the corner, and I didn't lift a hand And my ribs went rat-a-tat inside me like a marchin' band Every tourist on the sidewalk said the best trick they had seen Knock knock inside my chest, and the hat is fillin' green [Final Hook: Hambone patter male MC, full drums, chest slaps] I got a bone to pick, and the bones got one with me Two hundred six of 'em knockin', and they all want a fee Twenty years I been slappin' 'em and never paid a dime Now they're knockin' on my ribs, sayin', "Hambone, it's time" [Outro: Hambone patter male MC, slaps and bones together] Hambone, hambone, split it down the seam Half for the skin and half for the bones, now that's a team Knock knock, who's there? Me, all of me [End]
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